Sitting down I started to plan how to get this puny mage. A few hours later an almost heavenly aroma floated through the air towards me. A moment late...r my stomach rumbled, a soft giggling sounded behind me.“Soon husband it will be ready.” Naci said standing there in the opening of the tent. My mouth must have dropped open as she suddenly was looking all over her body. “Husband? Is there something on me?”I only shook my head staring at the almost painted on clothes she was wearing. OMG! Her. Facing the mirror, so we can both watch your sexhibition. – Oh jesus, yes! She lowered herself onto him. – Frig your clit as you ride me. She obeyed and he watched her face closely, peering round her to look in the mirror before them. She eased herself up and down slowly at first, her fingers delving between her inflamed pink lips to pleasure herself, her eyes on her cunt and the cock upon which she was impaled. Faster now, good that her legs were strong, raising and lowering herself. That's what I believed would happen. But it never did. Whenever I'd go tobed wearing something feminine, whether it was just a pair of panties ormaybe all of my padding, I'd dream of an alien spaceship scanning myroom, seeing me and believing I'm an anomaly that they need to fix. Orone night I'll go to bed wearing my tucking panties, hip pads, butt padsand breast forms and wake up the next morning and they've all beenmagically blended into my body.And yet I still say I'm not transgender. I'm. I mean if you thought I was playing games here or something.” I laughed, but not too uproariously.“No, I didn’t think that,” I said. “But there is one thing, that my, ex-woman, I guess she is that now, knew had to be inviolate. We had an agreement...”“Sir, before you go on...”“Andy,” I said. He smiled.“Thank you, Andy. I have something to give to you that you need to look at first,” he said.He pushed a manila envelope across the table to me.“What?” I said.“Please,” he said. I pulled it toward.